Prompt Post Round 2
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Suddenly, Wheatley changed tack. He reached out, gently cupping the side of her face, and kissed her, so deeply and sweetly that it left her breathless. As she quietened under his touch, he grabbed her thigh with his other hand, lifting it upwards and outwards, then with one swift movement drove himself home.
Chell heard his cry of triumph and delight, but she could only squeeze her eyes tight shut and gasp for breath. She was very wet, so entry wasn't a problem, but once he was inside... Oh God, the size of him. She opened her eyes, panting, to the sight of his face very close to hers, as he watched her intently. Seeing her eyes meet his, his face lit up and he beamed, utterly, ridiculously pleased with himself.
"Oh wow," he said. "check me out." He stared down their bodies, seemingly entranced by the sight of himself disappearing into her. Pulling out a little so that he could admire the shaft, before sliding home again with a sigh. He was caressing the side of her face now, as he gazed down at her, blue eyes radiant.
"You were right, you know," he whispered as he began to rock his hips back and forth, ever so gently. "We should have escaped, straight away, and done this. Or maybe even just stayed there and done this. Cos this is so much better than testing..." At the mention of the word he winced slightly, as if the very memory pained him, and his eyes were full of remorse. "I am so sorry, love..." his lips brushed lightly against hers.
He was being so careful to take all of his weight on his arms, his face a picture of solemn concentration as he moved inside her. Little gasps and moans escaped the back of his throat, his wide eyes never leaving hers. Chell found herself wondering if he'd done this before. She had seen the reward he received from testing, and she assumed that he'd been subjected to a minor version ever since he was - created? born? activated? - when successfully completing other tasks as part of his work for Aperture. But had ever known what it was like to lie down with another person and lose yourself?
Come to think of it, had he known much company at all, of any kind? The facility had seemed entirely deserted, and she had seen no one else apart from the three weirdoes that Gladys had apparently summoned at the end. It seemed a cruel fate for someone so naturally gregarious, and she felt a rush of sympathy and tenderness for him.
She wanted to kiss him, embrace him, to take his hand and teach him how to touch her, then to lay back and watch as sensations and emotions overwhelmed him.
However, she was also wound tight, flooded with adrenaline and endorphins.
They were making love, but her body wanted him to fuck her.
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to go from the beautiful violence of the first chapters to the equally beautiful sweetness of this one~ the transition is so natural! This fill is perfect! Also:
"They were making love, but her body wanted him to fuck her."
i'm literally dizzy reading this~ <3
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